Huh? Is it so easy to increase the male lead's favorability?

Chapter 215 Conversation

He placed a sound transmission talisman on Xuying, which was specially taught to him by Wen Jin in the past few days. With his cultivation level reaching this level, he could draw some talismans without having to systematically learn the knowledge of talisman drawing.

Unfortunately, he was not proficient in this and could not learn the shadow transmission talisman, so he could only settle for the sound transmission talisman.

He still remembered the look of disappointment in Wen Jin's eyes.

But this is human nature, isn't it? Who can learn all this in just a few days?

Shen Changche thought.

Wen Jin and Shen Changche turned a corner and entered the secret room.

Wen Jin looked at Shen Changche. Shen Changche raised his hand, and the sound transmission note corresponding to the one attached to Xu Ying flew out, and the sound of pacing was heard.

There was no sound of talking at the moment. Judging from the sound of pacing, Wen Jin thought that Xu Ying must be at a loss at the moment, and perhaps even a little anxious.

How could he not be arrogant? Shen Changche's spiritual power had clearly knocked off his hood in that instant. Although it was just a breath of action, he was not sure whether anyone saw his face.

Wen Jin recalled the face she had just seen and still felt a sense of familiarity.

She lowered her eyes and kept searching her memory, and then suddenly an idea came to her.

Turning her head, she looked at Shen Changche, who was concentrating on listening to the sound, and asked, "Do you know what's happening inside Wudang Mountain right now?"

Hearing this, Shen Changche shook his head: "Why do you ask that? So far, no one on my side has successfully infiltrated Wudang Immortal Mountain. It is said that it is because of the low level of the threshold or something like that."

"A threshold for cultivation?" Wen Jin asked. Without waiting for Shen Changche's response, he continued, "We in Penglai have dealt with Piaomiao Yinque and Kunlun Xianzong before. These two places have one thing in common: their leaders look exactly the same."

"Exactly the same?" Shen Changche was surprised.

"That's right." Wen Jin nodded, "And I executed both of them myself."

"Are you sure he was killed?" Shen Changche asked.

Wen Jin nodded affirmatively: "There is no mistake, and the two people's style of doing things is obviously not the same person."

Hearing this, Shen Changche frowned slightly, a little confused: "Could they be twin brothers? Just like Xia Zhilan and Xia Shulan you mentioned."

"There's another question," Wen Jin paused, "I see a similar feeling on Xu Ying's face."

"Also, the leader of Piaomiao Yinque said something before he died."

"After I die, there will be thousands and thousands of me standing up."

Wen Jin was about to frown when she thought of this. It sounded like a cult at the time, but now suddenly another answer came to her mind. She looked straight into Shen Changche's eyes, intending to see the same answer in Shen Changche's eyes.

"They all wore hoods and refused to show their faces." Shen Changche continued, "Could it be because...?"

"They all have the same face." Wen Jin said word by word, "And, this face cannot be changed no matter what."

"When I was in Kunlun Immortal Sect, A Miao saw the man pretending to be me in the fog. He used a certain magical artifact." Wen Jin took out a ring from his bracelet and handed it to Shen Changche.

The ring was an inky black color, as if it wanted to absorb all the light sources. Staring at it made people feel dizzy.

Wen Jin looked away: "But driving this artifact consumes mental energy and blood essence, which is difficult to recover."

"After I took this artifact out, all the formations that person had created disappeared."

Wen Jin continued, his eyes flickering and falling on the ring again.

"Another divine weapon." Shen Changche muttered, his eyes following Wen Jin's movements until he took the ring, his eyes locked on the bracelet hanging on Wen Jin's wrist.

"A bracelet inlaid with gold and jade filigree?!"

Shen Changche was even more surprised this time.

"you know?"

Wen Jin was stunned for a moment, then raised her wrist - a very beautiful but rustic bracelet that she had always used as an ordinary space prop was hanging on her wrist.

"This is a gift from a friend I met in Kunlun a long time ago to celebrate my and A Miao's marriage."

When she talked about Furong, her thoughts were a little confused for a moment. She paused for a moment, and met Shen Changche's gaze as he listened to her patiently, and then she continued to tell him everything.

"This friend...she might still be in Wudang Mountain."

Wen Jindao saw Shen Changche's eyes light up.

"But I haven't been in touch with her for a long time. I haven't heard from her since the wedding ceremony between A Miao and me."

She continued, telling the bad news, hoping that Shen Changche would not be disappointed.

But Shen Changche continued to ask: "What does she do?"

"When we met, she was disguised as a dancer and was planning to assassinate A Miao, but she failed. Later, she found out that it was Wudang Mountain that had harmed her family and was against her. That's why she became friends with us and sneaked into Wudang Mountain alone to seek revenge."

Wen Jin answered truthfully.

"Is this really a gift from her?"

"I'm not sure." Wen Jin shook his head, "But it was definitely signed by her. There are clues she left in the bracelet, and it was through these clues that we were able to track down these sects."

After saying that, Shen Changche fell into deep thought.

He subconsciously played with the ring on his hand, and Wen Jin also calmed down until Shen Changche hissed and looked down at his fingertips.

A drop of blood appeared on his fingertip from the ring he was unconsciously playing with.

Wen Jin quickly took out a talisman and "slapped" it onto Shen Changche's hand. He then grabbed the ring and said, "Be careful. This thing is said to be a divine weapon, but it looks like an evil weapon. We don't know if it has any other side effects."

Shen Changche was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Wen Jin to suddenly give him a talisman. He tore it off and saw that it was a talisman that condensed mental power.

"It's nothing." He said, shaking his hand. A layer of water film covered his fingertips and gently brushed across, and the wound disappeared instantly.

"Then be careful too. I'm counting on you now." Wen Jin picked up the ring and looked it up and down: the thorns only appeared after she put it on last time, so how come they could directly prick Shen Changche today?

Shen Changche is now the most advanced cultivator among them, and he cannot afford to get into trouble because of this accident.

Wen Jin thought about it and decided not to give the ring to Shen Changche anymore. Instead, she held it and let Shen Changche observe it.

Shen Changche shook his head helplessly and pushed the ring back: "This artifact has obviously been contaminated by the evil energy and turned into an evil weapon."

"In order to prevent the crack from expanding and spreading evil energy, I have to clear it out every day. Over time, my hands have inevitably become contaminated with a lot of evil energy. This ring is trying to absorb the evil energy from my hands and is actively stabbing me."

He spread out his palm and showed it to her in front of Wen Jin.

I saw that the tips of the ten slender fingers were indeed faintly black, except for the one that had just been pierced by the ring, where the black was almost invisible.

"That's perfect. I'll give it to you. Anyway, no one can activate it unless it occupies your essence and blood." Wen Jin took a look and raised his hand to wrap the ring with a talisman. The ring then flew towards Shen Changche: "It's better for you to use it to absorb evil spirits than to use yourself as a container."

Shen Changche stretched out his hand halfway and paused in the air, "You—" Then the ring fell steadily into his palm: "How did you know?"

"You don't cultivate magic, so why would you absorb all this? You don't have golden consciousness to purify it." Wen Jin said, "Is it really fun to hide and slowly grind it away every day?"

“…” Shen Changche was speechless.

"But you have to be very careful when using it." Wen Jin was worried and reminded again: "You can just peel off half of my talisman and use it. Then put it back on after use."

"Yes..." Shen Changche responded. Just as he was about to say something else, he heard the pacing sound in the sound transmission note stop.

Several chaotic footsteps were heard.

Wen Jin and Shen Changche looked at each other and fell silent.

These footsteps should be those of the black-robed elders.

"Did you go and see? Did you find anything?"

A voice asked.

Wen Jin remembered this voice; it was the one that had lowered its voice and shouted at him to go.

Then, Xu Ying's voice came softly from the sound transmission note: "Yes... yes, there is nothing unusual."

Why does this person always look so timid wherever he goes?

Wen Jin couldn't help but think and started to calculate again.

Then it became quiet again, as if a few people pulled out chairs and sat down.

Someone snorted coldly: "You've tasted the benefits first again."

"I didn't mean to!" Xu Ying explained hurriedly, "It was the Demon Lord. He asked me to go, so I followed him. I didn't want to go."

"Why are you so flustered? How are you going to get anything done in the future if you're so impatient? I don't know why the Lord is willing to promote you, just because you're more talented?"

"Stand still and talk!" A harsh and stern voice came from the other end.

"What about them? What do they think?" Another voice came out, very calm.

Xu Ying seemed to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard this person speak, and quickly said, "Boss Xia just said he didn't have any opinions. Chief Deng was still thinking about the Kongtong Seal. He told the Demon Lord that the Kongtong Seal could be used to purify these evil spirits and repair the cracks, and he also asked the Demon Lord if he knew the whereabouts of the Kongtong Seal."

"What did the Demon Lord say?"

"The Demon Lord didn't say... The Demon Lord asked me after hearing what he said."

Xu Ying lowered her head, feeling somewhat unsure: "Thank you, Great Elder, for arranging someone to help me."

"Yeah." The man's tone did not change, and there was no emotion. He just replied with one word to indicate that he heard it.

Then the place fell into an eerie silence again.

"Be more careful next time you do something. You may not always be this lucky."

The man's voice sounded again, but it was a reminder to Xuying.

Xuying quickly said "yes".

"The Demon Lord will definitely come looking for you many times in the future, so you should pay attention to the situation." He continued.

This time Xuying did not answer.

The sound transmission note suddenly dimmed.